I’ve Met The Man of My Dreams
Every so often, I get the opportunity to meet someone who changes my life. This happened Christmas Eve in North Battleford, Saskatchewan. I met the man of my dreams.
The term “met” may be a bit strong…but I definitely admired from a distance.
The term “man” may be a bit strong…but he at least had his drivers license, which puts him at 16, at least.
For the last little while, I have denounced dating men who are my age or younger. I am a mature woman, and I need a mature man. But I’m thinking that strategy is all wrong. I should be going for the younger men. They’re impressionable, and moldable. If I get them right when they move out of their parents house, I would have so much to work with. Forget trying to find the perfect man…I can make one.
When I was out on one of my disastrous speed dating dates, a guy, 42, said that he had the mind and spirit of a 22 year old, but in a 42 years old’s body. That was probably the dumbest thing anyone has ever said to me…ever. I’d much rather have the 22 year-old’s body. And dammit, I deserve it. Cougartown, here I come.
Tags: Dating, younger men
December 29th, 2009 at 10:20 am
Hahahahahahahha, in North Battleford!!!! Arent there like 6000 people there and everyone knows everyone else? But about the “man”, at least aim for someone who isnt a teenager.
Also, if you want to change men, you have to get em very young, otherwise theyre notoriously stubborn.
December 29th, 2009 at 10:31 am
There are 15,000 people. I’m only related to 6,000 of them. I may have been related to the young thing I was referring to.
December 29th, 2009 at 3:41 pm
Welcome to the dark side!
i’ve been dating 21 year olds since I was 18
December 29th, 2009 at 4:02 pm
We are not in the same category.
December 29th, 2009 at 11:36 pm
When I was 22 I went out with a 38 year old woman. When I was 27 I went out with a 43 year old woman. Last woman I dated, @ 33 was 42. Always like the older women.
December 30th, 2009 at 7:33 pm
We’re not officially allowed to be called cougars at 30 - especially if we don’t have kids…i’ve been working the young angle for awhile now and it’s good all around - 24 year old bodies, 24 year old stamina…the only problem is the 24 year old brains - i find that “shut up and get naked” works.
December 30th, 2009 at 9:34 pm
@ Sadie: I’ve been hearing the phrase “Pumas” for the the women who are *slightly* older, but are not quite “cougar-age” yet (& don’t have kids, or else they’d be MILFS). Does that sound right?
January 4th, 2010 at 11:10 am
Darcie, I see you are off to a good start in 2010. You have finally learned that the only perfect man that ever walked the earth was “black Jesus”. Now, if you can just figure out that you have no chance to ever mold a man into being “Darcie Worthy”.
I see a puppy in your future. You can train a puppy and he will NEVER grow tired of you. In fact, if he lives 50 years, a dog will be just as happy to see you come home , each and every day as he was the day before.
Truth is, no matter how “perfect” a woman is, there is some guy out there who is tired of fucking her. It’s a cold, cruel world, Princess. Heavy the head that rests the crown :(
January 4th, 2010 at 11:27 am
“Truth is, no matter how “perfect” a woman is, there is some guy out there who is tired of fucking her.”
I am so sick of hearing that, it makes me want to puke. It’s not true at all.
January 4th, 2010 at 11:36 am
@Darcie It’s especially true of “perfect” women. No man will ever please a Princess and he gets tired of trying. Believe me, this ain’t rocket science.
January 5th, 2010 at 9:39 am
Don’t call me princess. That’s a pretty massive insult.
January 5th, 2010 at 11:31 am
@Darcie If it walks like a duck and quakes like a duck…But I see your point. It’s like saying I am miserable and jumping my shit for not knowing you, when in fact I know more about you than you do me, thanks to your detailed blog. Truth is, I am just trying to help you. We all have issues in life but until you recognize them, there is less than a zero chance that your life will change. You know, the definition of insanity. I believe an objective read of your blog shows that you believe Darcie is as close to perfect as a human can get and the men in your life are as imperfect as a human can be. I cringe when I read parts, that you think are “cute”. Again, the answer to while you are still single is contained in entry after entry. Of course the regular posters won’t tell you that because they are too close to you now. You know, the misery loves company crowd.